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Pardon me if my grammar is less than perfect in this post, it's past midnight on a school day and I'm on my second scotch. Work's been rough these past few weeks. We missed our deadline for the project I've been on, even with all the overtime we've been putting in. I swear to god, the MMAPI sound engine is buggier than shit. I finally got over the hump where builds were coming back from QA with 4-5 surprising new bugs. They're still coming back, but now it's 1 or 2 minor issues that have quick fixes. Just a few macros changed in or out, and it's back into the lab. As far as I've come, I've still got a loooooong way to go. At one point I had a mere 18 builds, which ballooned to 38 in a week or two. Then, because the carrier I was working on was deemed "lower priority", I took on 7 builds for T-Mobile (out of the goodness of my heart, I assure you). I had cleared out about half of what was on my plate when I decided to check the master list yesterday, and woe is me, another 18 builds got assigned to me! And not recently, either! By the time I'd be able to get around to some, more than half of their QA start dates would have passed. Whatever, I'm only on the project for another couple of weeks, then I think I start my new project. It's just a localization job, which means taking already-written code, getting it to work with our build system, and adding new features. It's not new content, but at least it's not Snoopy.
The reason I'm up so late on a Wednesday (technically Thursday now) is I'm taking the next two days off. My mom's turning 60 on Sunday, so Michelle and I are flying down to visit. I always feel rushed when I'm down in LA, 'cause I never feel like I have enough time to spend with everyone. This weekend is my mom's birthday, it's also the last weekend that Kylie's in California before starting college (college, how weird is that??). On top of that, I've been neglecting my friends every time I go down there. It's one thing or another and I don't get a chance to hang out with Ben or Thomas. I've also been meaning to get together with Miluska, my old pre-school friend. How weird is it when I can say that I haven't seen her in 20 years? I rarely feel old, but when I can say that it's been two decades since I've last seen someone, I start to feel a little tired. My high school reunion is in two years. I'm totally going, but shit, 10 years since I've graduated?
It feels like yesterday when I was in high school. But I think about how much I've changed as a person since then, and I'm just astonished. Hell, back then I actually turned DOWN Susan's offer to send me and a friend somewhere for graduation. Hawaii or Europe or New York or something. I said "California has everything I could ever want, why would I want to leave it?" Silly little boy... Then there was the awkward growing period of.. well... all of college. Freshman year and all the internet chicas. Sophomore year and Charae. Junior and Senior years with the aftermath of Charae. Mike, Kevin. Jess and Emily. Leah, Jen and Kara. All of it leading up to me meeting Michelle. Had I been the same person I was freshman year, I'd probably have never asked her out. I just got sick of sitting back and letting the things I wanted pass me by. There was that girl from the soccer team who was way into me, that I sort of ignored 'cause I was enamored with Jess. There was Jess. There was Caroline, who I chickened out on asking out three years in a row. Noa and I had that FWB situation, which was fun at the time, but only brought into focus how much I missed having real intimacy with someone. All of it was just enough push to get me to ask out Michelle at the first opportunity. 3 years and 11 months ago, it's been. I've often thought about times in the past when I would have liked to have made a different decision. Asked her out, not gone back to her, take that job, work harder, don't give up on honors classes. I'll never know what alternate futures those choices could have given me, but I like where I'm at now. And I wouldn't change any of it.
The reason I'm up so late on a Wednesday (technically Thursday now) is I'm taking the next two days off. My mom's turning 60 on Sunday, so Michelle and I are flying down to visit. I always feel rushed when I'm down in LA, 'cause I never feel like I have enough time to spend with everyone. This weekend is my mom's birthday, it's also the last weekend that Kylie's in California before starting college (college, how weird is that??). On top of that, I've been neglecting my friends every time I go down there. It's one thing or another and I don't get a chance to hang out with Ben or Thomas. I've also been meaning to get together with Miluska, my old pre-school friend. How weird is it when I can say that I haven't seen her in 20 years? I rarely feel old, but when I can say that it's been two decades since I've last seen someone, I start to feel a little tired. My high school reunion is in two years. I'm totally going, but shit, 10 years since I've graduated?
It feels like yesterday when I was in high school. But I think about how much I've changed as a person since then, and I'm just astonished. Hell, back then I actually turned DOWN Susan's offer to send me and a friend somewhere for graduation. Hawaii or Europe or New York or something. I said "California has everything I could ever want, why would I want to leave it?" Silly little boy... Then there was the awkward growing period of.. well... all of college. Freshman year and all the internet chicas. Sophomore year and Charae. Junior and Senior years with the aftermath of Charae. Mike, Kevin. Jess and Emily. Leah, Jen and Kara. All of it leading up to me meeting Michelle. Had I been the same person I was freshman year, I'd probably have never asked her out. I just got sick of sitting back and letting the things I wanted pass me by. There was that girl from the soccer team who was way into me, that I sort of ignored 'cause I was enamored with Jess. There was Jess. There was Caroline, who I chickened out on asking out three years in a row. Noa and I had that FWB situation, which was fun at the time, but only brought into focus how much I missed having real intimacy with someone. All of it was just enough push to get me to ask out Michelle at the first opportunity. 3 years and 11 months ago, it's been. I've often thought about times in the past when I would have liked to have made a different decision. Asked her out, not gone back to her, take that job, work harder, don't give up on honors classes. I'll never know what alternate futures those choices could have given me, but I like where I'm at now. And I wouldn't change any of it.